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The entire weekend just went over in a rush. Aimée found her thoughts going to the conversation she had with Mick. Over and over again she heard him say the words that he is sure of the fact that Marc likes her more than just being friends. Aimée kept on being distracted by this words and couldn't help it. Her thoughts constantly going to the handsome Spaniard, because yes handsome he is. 

She called Fabio right after his terrible race, in which he had an issue with his suit in the last lap and earned a three place penalty after the race. He therefore got into sixth place and was a bit mad at the end. She asked him to try to find out if Marc likes her or not. Because honestly, she didn't have the guts to find out herself.

Aimée closed her suitcase and moved downstairs where she found half of the AlphaTauri team waiting in the lobby. They would leave Azerbaijan directly, so they would be home somewhere tomorrow in the morning. Aimée dropped her suitcase and sat down in a chair next to Noel. "Ready for some heavy trainings?" He looks at her with a smile on his face. "Put down the smile, I'm used to some training, but yes I am."

Tomorrow Aimée would have a meeting with Noel to go over Yuki his training scheme, and on Tuesday they would start the trainings. Aimée told Noel she would be happy to join them, she wanted to stay fit herself as well. "You know you can only train with us without gym leggings." "And why's that?" Aimée frowned her eyebrows at his words and looked at his face, confused. "Because Yuki would get distracted if you put on some tights." Pierre involved in their conversation and placed his suitcase next to Aimée before taking a seat on the chair next to her.

Aimée dropped her jaw at his words, not knowing what to say next. Noel laughed at it and Pierre could only laugh with Noel. "You are aweful, but really?" Noel couldn't stop laughing, so he only nodded a confirmation. "Really?" Aimée turned towards Pierre who smiled and than also nodded. "He can't keep his eyes of you." Neither can I, was Pierre thinking but definitely not saying. He found out he liked her after their little lunch in Faenza. 

For ten more minutes it kept silent before Fransz told everyone it was time to get to the airport. "Are you flying with us?" Pierre nods at Aimée. "I am, I have to spend a few days on the factory." Aimée wanted to grab her suitcase, but before she could Pierre already took it and rolled it with him. "I can do that myself as well." Pierre turns around and sends her a smile. "I know, but it wouldn't be very manly of me, would it?" Pierre turns around again and keep up his pace towards the bus and dropped down their luggage with the driver. "I see you." Pyry softly says when he is next to his driver, making Pierre shake his head at his trainer. 

The flight towards Italy was a bit boring. Aimée had a seat next to Francesca and the two first watched a movie and then fall asleep. Pierre was seated with Pyry just behind the two girls and sercretly followed their conversation. Aimée was slightly confused with her finding out that Marc Marquez probably likes her and next to that she found out that Yuki was blown off guard by the brunette. Little did she know that another certain driver also developed feelings for her, and he was sitting right behind her the entire flight.

When she arrived at her appartment, Aimée dropped her luggage in the bedroom, got her bath stuff out and dressed in her short and sweater, before heading to bed. The weekend was hectic and exciting at the same time and on the other hand exhausting. There would be an one and a halve week of rest before heading towards the triple header. Another yawn left Aimée her mouth, which made her set her alarm and put her phone on the charger, before turning off the light and fall into sleep.

After a short sleep Aimée decided to go to the factory. She only caught four hours of sleep, blaming it on the fact that she slept in the plane. There were only a few cars parked at the parking lot, probably from workers who stayed at the factory. She walked in with her coffee she got at the bakery down the road and smiled towards Gia before continuing her way towards the office. 

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